story part II

I don't know why it's double-spaced. I hope it's good. Need title ideas. ~Ruthie

“Bran! hi, Bran!”

Bran turned.

Rhys Andrasson ran up to him. “Are you entering the contest tomorrow?”

“What contest?”

“The falconing contest. The first falcon to get the lure and come back wins, and its master gets a gold coin! Are you entering?”

Bran turned red. He had no falcon. They were too poor to buy a bird, and he had no father to teach him how to train one.

“No,” he muttered. “I’ve got to go home.”

Rhys frowned. “tell you what,” he said “I’ll let you fly Kirsa, and if you’re better at it than I am you can fly him in the contest. We’ll split the coin. Good?”

“Yes!”

They walked to one of the many fields surrounding the village. Rhys ran into his house and gently brought out Kirsa. He held her on his fist and then raised it to the sky. With a surging of wings she was off, and the boys watched her gleeful circles.

“Okay,” said Rhys, “Now hold up the lure, and whistle.”

Bran whistled, and waited a moment, heart in his throat, watching the circling bird. He whistled again, and Kirsa plummeted from the heavens onto his fist. Rhys clapped.

“I’ve never gotten her to come that fast! Will you do it?”

“Of course! Besides, gold would be enough to feed us for a month! Let’s go again.”

They watched with pleasure as the falcon swooped and dived. Finally and with great reluctance, Bran returned home. He was happy, and a hole in his heart was filled at last.
Gwen was pleased that her son had a friend, and enjoyed asking him about his times with Rhys.

my new story for NaNoWriMo

Long, long ago, there was a war between two great men. Arthur and Mordred fought for ten years until both were killed in the last battle. Mordred was thrown into a traitor’s grave, while Arthur was buried in Avalon. The country erupted into civil war, every nobleman wanting more power.

Guinevere, the disgraced queen, had been sent out of the country. She went to a town by the sea, changing her name and settling into a peasant’s life, and no one was the wiser.

The poor of Britain said that Arthur had a son, who would bring back the peace of his father and stop their oppression. They waited and hoped while war raged around them, but when no warrior arrived they went back to work with heavy hearts.

NaNoWriMo

Enna Burning by Shannon Hale

Enna's brother, Leifer, has been burned to death by his own powers. She is horrified when she discovers that she has fire power too. But she cannot stop using it. They are at war, and the need to burn something is always pushing at her mind. Soon the fear of the fire-witch is in every Tiran camp. So they set a trap for her, and it worked. They put her on a drug that makes her unable to use her powers. The captain, Sileph, tricks her into thinking Bayern is wrong and Tira right. Soon she begins to burn for Tira. But seh figures it out and escapes. THe problem now is that the fire is eating her up from the inside. If they don't find a cure soon, she will die just like Leifer.

Good. It was an easy read. I wanted it to be longer, but really there was too much of Enna in the Tiran camp. I don't want to read 150 pages about believing Sileph. THey should have cut some of that out and turned it into battles or getting married to Finn.

We are reading Beowulf in Literature. It is good but sometimes confusing.

I started a book for NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) It's a continuation of King Arthur.